Grasping Evil

Blue Eyebrow had a very shameful dream.

In the dream, I was knifed by Ningfan and restored the woman's sleeping skills.

In the dream, I was treated with magic to relieve the pain, stop the bleeding, and quickly heal all wounds with dandruff.

In the dream, I held myself together with Ning Fan, as if the heavens and the earth were united, it was amazing.

That feeling... is intoxicating.

Then Blue Eyebrow woke up.

Then Blue Eyebrow wanted to cry so badly, it wasn't a dream!

“Ningfan, thank you for curing my illness, but you, how could you do this to me!” Blue Eyebrow Bad Guy Confess!

“Eyebrows! Are you sure you want to shirk your responsibilities? It was obviously me who drained my powers to heal your wounds. When the result was weak, I was pushed over by you obsessively...” I preferred no words.

He's telling the truth!

It's Blue Eyebrow in a state of confusion, active! Ningfan was really powerless because his powers ran out!

So the tragedy of Ningfan!

The kind of memories that were forcibly pushed down, rather than too many at the beginning of the monastery, were all painful memories.

This time it was pushed down by blue eyebrows. If it wasn't because the other person was blue eyebrows, it would have been easier for Fan to chop people off with anger because of hooking up memories.

“Ah, I took the initiative? Did I bully you? Ah Ningfan, I, I was wrong, I am sorry to you, I will be responsible for you...” Blue Eyebrow hastily apologized.

“... Forget it, I didn't lose. You are quite comfortable with your service, unlike those witches...”

“Shall we continue? ”

“Go on! My powers have been restored, eyebrows, are you ready for punishment! ”

“Ah! Wait, I'm not ready...”

Nobody knew that the elder Ning, who had always taken the initiative on such matters, had suffered a small loss.

Soon after, however, the elder Ning, who recovered his powers, was furious and defeated Blue Eyebrow seven times in a row, avenging his previous revenge.

In the end, seven to one, Ningfan won the final victory, and finally no one lost the ancient emperor.

…

Ever since the blue eyebrows healed, Ningfan started closing the door to thank the guests, and the blue eyebrows also needed a certain amount of time to close and restore energy.

In these days, Ningfan will not go anywhere, and no one will be there. Even Baiyu has been refused several times to deliver food.

According to Ningfan's observation, recently the King of Bones has often quietly left the Ghost Sparrow Sect at night and went out to slaughter the Hujin family in Vietnam. Ningfan is looking for the law of Bonehead's going out, he is looking for an opportunity to solve Bonehead's great enemy!

Because the intent to kill in the body is too agitated, I prefer to feel my mood is very unstable. Such a self can easily fail by running to assassinate the King. That's not good!

After a moment of silence, Ningfan waved out an ancient scroll of books, which he had exchanged.

This wordless book, which contains nothing, seems useless, the only value, is just four words on the cover.

Death to you!

Four words, killing intent is more than a million times stronger than Ningfan's, but the inner limit is ultimate.

The eyes of Ningfan fell on the four words of the seal, the killing intent in the heart, as if to find a point of relaxation, separate peace.

This literary book does not seem to be of any use, but it is rather wasteful and finds a little value.

Convergent killer!

He got up, walked to the window tower before the book case, spread the paper, waved the ink, on the paper, imitated the handwriting of the unspoken book, and wrote four words.

Send the King to death... twisted and twisted, like a crawler.

Ning Fan's words don't look good. He was poor as a child. How many words can he recognize? How many ink strokes can you afford? It is difficult to get to know a few words; even if he gets a mess of ancient memories, and he reaches a terrible level of learning, calligraphy is not very advanced, because he practises too little.

But Ningfan doesn't care about the ugliness of words, he only cares about the rhymes between lines. He imitated the pen of the author of Sky Book, and seemed to write all four words on Xuan Paper.

Chess books and drawings can improve your mood. And Ningfan's heart, more and more tranquil, mood repair, more hidden enhancement.

He seemed to understand something from calligraphy.

Murder is not as exaggerated as it is, but rather sharper, sometimes silent.

If it doesn't ring, it does, and it sounds amazing. If you don't fly, you're flying. When it converges, it erupts. With the momentum, you can increase the momentum!

The only regret is that Ning Fan, in any case, can't imitate the indestructible flavor of the four original words.

But this does not prevent Ningfan from condensing his mind from calligraphy.

On the third day, Wang Yao did not leave the deacon's palace, seemed to have consumed a lot of magic before.

On the fifth day, Wang Yao left the deacon's palace and only routinely met several elders before returning.

On the seventh day, Wang Yao remained silent.

Ning Fan was not in a hurry. For seven days, Wang Yao did not move, nor did he move.

Nobody bothered, Ningfan waited... on the eighth day, Ningfan wrote a thick pile of pronounced paper, killing, has converged freely. Even more so than eight days ago, there was a lot of entry.

At the same time, the writing is also very nice... the fonts are casual but restrained, and there is a sharp light hidden between the lines.

On the tenth day, the night descends.

At a certain moment, Ningfan suddenly stopped penning, seemed to feel, a sharp sword killing machine, flashed in his eyes!

At the same time, Wang Yaohua slipped out of the ghost bird section as a glow, covering his eyes and ears!

Wang Yao, another murder!

“In that case, solve your problem tonight! ”

Ningfan's murderous breath rose in his eyes, a table of paper, and was blown into chaos by the atmosphere.

Long after Wang Yao's departure, Ning Fan followed him, cut off a sword and gently cut through the rays of the Ghost Sparrow Formation, practiced hypocrisy and invisibility, and quietly chased him in the direction of Wang Yao.

The direction of Wang Yao's flight is the location of the Xituo Hu family in Vietnam. Looks like this Hu family is Wang Yao's next target, and Ning Fan decided to ambush Wang Yao's location!

...

Hujia West Vietnam, located in the western part of Vietnam on Cold Moon Mountain.

On this mountain there is a pool of spiritual springs of good quality called the Moon Cold Springs. Springs can be used not only for cultivation, but also for refiners, as well as for alchemy, planting, and cooking spiritual tea dishes.

Bathing in a Spirit Springs can provide a lifespan for your face. Spirit Springs make spirits that can be upgraded.

This spiritual spring nourishes the West Vietnamese Hu family, which sustains a thousand people's extended family.

Hu Weifei! Vietnam ranks fifteenth! Five hundred Hu Wei, each of which has three layers of veins to repair, and riding on the second layer of veins to repair a flying beast, can fly up to the sky, attack the Brothers of Melting Spirit!

Hu Wei's power may not be very high, but riding a beast and flying heavenly, even a fusion spiritual monk would not dare to provoke Hu Wei easily.

In addition to Hu Wei, Hu's high-end fighting power includes 11 Melting Spirit masters. Among them, the highest was the Hu family ancestor, the Hu Feng, which was cultivated at the peak of the melting spirit.

And Hu Feng, said to be not far from breaking through the Golden Dan period, is even close to touching the heart demon bottleneck.

During the night, a group of Hujia monks patrolled within 200 miles of Cold Moon Mountain, each carefree.

The so-called patrol is just to clean up some kittens and puppies stealing water from the Moon Springs.

In Vietnam, virtually no one comes to the Hu family to do business without long vision.

But tonight, they are doomed to tremble. Because of a grey-coated teenager, he revealed a bright smile, under the cover of the clouds, stood on his feet and appeared within the power of the Hu family.

Brother Hu Jia, who is on patrol, has changed greatly in all facets and stood on his feet. He is undoubtedly a master of melting spirits!

And the Melting Spirit master comes to Hu's house, if it is good will, he will not come by night... this man's eyes, kill the plane, come to Hu's house, it must be a business!

“Play the Arrow! ”

On the ground, among the patrolling priests, a longshaved man headed by a man, his face changed dramatically, and at first glance he could see that he was not good.

He immediately ordered, arrows and alarms.

A fat monk, feeling a purple jade arrow in his arms, made a trick, the arrow broke, and a purple light flew out of the jade, directly into the night sky, and made a long noise of the night.

The grey boy didn't seem to have any intention of stopping the patrol brothers from releasing their arrows. When the arrow sounded, the entire Cold Moon Mountain 200-mile range of Jong-hou Yuyu lit up! And immediately there are three old melting spirits, holding the magic treasure, flying to heaven.

Of the three, two were in the early stages of melting and one was in the middle of melting. The old man in the middle of the melting spirit, at first sight the offender, was merely a young man in grey clothes, and suddenly he showed contempt, grinning.

“What kind of doll, doesn't sleep in the middle of the night, comes to my house, what's the plan! ”

Young people in grey clothes can tread through the sky. Naturally, they are the master of melting spirit. However, what about melting spirit? Even the early master of Jindan, they do not dare to enter the Hu family easily.

Therefore, the elderly did not care about the young man in grey clothes. And his questioning was full of contempt.

Just the grey boy, the grin did not abate, Mori's teeth in the moonlight, some infiltration, the body suddenly appeared white, in the night, turned into a hundred-high white bone giant!

And a hint of the early momentum of Golden Dan, coming from the giant, was accompanied by a sneer.

“Today, the West Vietnamese Hujia will devour the blood of the Emperor's belly! Die!”

The giant roared and seemed to have carried out some sort of sonic spell, while the three spiritual monks, including the patrol monks below, were all in sonic waves, shattered and dead!

“Kim, the Golden Dan Monster! And... what kind of spell is this?” In the stone level at the top of Mount Cold Moon, Hujiazu Hufeng, the mind swept towards the white bone giant, only felt the scalp numbness.

With his centuries of experience, he has never seen a monk, capable of becoming a giant!

But seeing the hundred giants seemed to feel Hu Fengzi's divine exploration, revealing irony. His huge body, every step of the way, was on the ground, causing rampant ground vibrations. He went to the foot of the Cold Moon Mountain, a fist burst out, hidden the power of pushing the mountain into the sea! One punch and directly blow Chilly Moon Mountain, stopping the waist into pieces!

Stone Guan was crushed, Hu Feng was in the rubble of stone, severely injured and ejected, horrified.

He finds that the offender is not only the Golden Dan Monster, but also far more powerful than Golden Dan! Even better than some late Golden Dan freaks!

“How did I get into such a tough spot?" Where's Hu Wei? ”

“Sun's rescue is late, hope the ancestors atone! ”

A young man in black, with a spear in his hand, riding the demon beast of the eagle, followed by 500 men, also riding the eagle, rises in the night, like 500 rays of light!

Hu Jia, the mess! Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa!

“Array of demons, never to die! ”

Young people in black bite their teeth.